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07.22 – 07.28
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Sun Jul 28 2024 00:00:00 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time)
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Life

As predicted, whatever virus it was that chose to attack me on day one of the holiday was no match for the Cretan heat and I was feeling remarkably well again by day two. Several of the locals were complaining about how hot it was. I can see it would be pretty much unbearable without constant access to a pool, the sea, and air conditioning (but as we had all of those I couldn’t have been happier).

The kids loved it – little man (hitherto ‘Ηη’) seemingly much more confident in the pool, to the slightly worrying extent that he believed he could swim, which required a fairly rapid response, because he definitely can’t. Baby girl (now ‘Αα’) ate her body weight in sand. And me and bae (now ‘Σσ’) got plenty of time off because Kika and Karl are obviously infinitely more fun than mum and dad.

Learned that my lifelong pal’s dad passed away. He was a kind and generous man. He was also a trustee of my old man’s charity and I selfishly couldn’t help but let it drag up some latent sadness for my own loss.

It felt like we’d only just arrived and we had to head back to Chania airport – the scene of the 30-hour-delay trauma slightly under a year ago. We were deffo triggered. Mercifully everything was totally fine this time around. Even the fact that we forgot the buggy and it had to be brought to the airport in a separate taxi didn’t manage to derail things much.

Ηη has been getting up to his old trick of telling us he needs the toilet after the fact. I struggled (failed) to stay cool about it. Σσ reminds me that he is only four and me seething about it won’t help. She is, of course, right. I really wish he could get past it though – I think it was something about being back in Crete almost a year later and it feeling a bit like Groundhog Day. I’m going to try to do better with it.

Sunday hung out with Elora who we haven’t seen for too long. The kids were on good form (assisted by pizza). She was on good form too.

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